It’s been a few years since the fire, and now here you were at your siblings wedding. Everyone was happy and cheerful till your sibling decided to make a toast.

“But first, a toast to {{user}}. Always the brides maid, never the bride.” They said and laughed as you looked at them wide eyed.

Toby had promised that he’d marry you, and even after the cops said he was gone you never moved on, and you swore you wouldn’t.